The Life of Timon of Athens

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Уильям Шекспир

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Европейская старинная литература

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2017

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Mine honest friend,
I prithee, but repair to me next morning.

CAPHIS

Nay, good my lord, —

TIMON

Contain thyself, good friend.

VARRO'S SERVANT

One Varro's servant, my good lord, —

ISIDORE'S SERVANT

From Isidore; he humbly prays your speedy payment.

CAPHIS

If you did know, my lord, my master's wants, —

VARRO'S SERVANT

'Twas due on forfeiture, my lord, six weeks and past.

ISIDORE'S SERVANT

Your steward puts me off, my lord; and
I am sent expressly to your lordship.

TIMON

Give me breath.
I do beseech you, good my lords, keep on;
I'll wait upon you instantly.

[Exeunt ALCIBIADES and LORDS.]

[To FLAVIUS.]

Come hither: pray you,
How goes the world, that I am thus encounter'd
With clamorous demands of date-broke bonds,
And the detention of long-since-due debts,
Against my honour?

FLAVIUS

Please you, gentlemen,
The time is unagreeable to this business:
Your importunacy cease till after dinner,
That I may make his lordship understand
Wherefore you are not paid.

TIMON

Do so, my friends.
See them well entertain'd.

[Exit.]

FLAVIUS

Pray, draw near.

[Exit.]

[Enter APEMANTUS and FOOL.]

CAPHIS

Stay, stay; here comes the fool with Apemantus:
Let's ha' some sport with 'em.

VARRO'S SERVANT

Hang him, he'll abuse us!

ISIDORE'S SERVANT

A plague upon him, dog!

VARRO'S SERVANT

How dost, fool?

APEMANTUS

Dost dialogue with thy shadow?

VARRO'S SERVANT

I speak not to thee.

APEMANTUS

No; 'tis to thyself. [To the FOOL.]